Pixie

“God it will be nice to go out and party again. It seems like we haven’t had a day off in forever.” I heard Vinny say through the door of my hotel room. It had been a while since we had a proper day off so everyone had decided to go out again. I quickly moved to the door and opened it to see Vinny, Elara, Justin, Ricky and Ryan standing there.

“D-do you guys think maybe I could come with you?” I asked softly. Everyone seemed to light up and smile.

“Fuck yeah!” Justin exclaimed. My heart melted at how happy he sounded and it made me think that maybe things would actually be ok.

“Can I help you get ready?” Elara begged with doe eyes.

“God please. You know I’m hopeless.” I gigged. She shoved past me and grabbed my wrist to drag me farther into the room.

“You guys go on ahead. We’ll meet you there.” Ricky told the others before him, and Vinny stepped into the room and closed the door behind him. They sat on the bed as Elara dug through my bag and picked out a couple of articles of clothing, tossing me a cute short skirt and a sheer short sleeve shirt. I frowned at the shirt and shook my head.

“I can’t.” I whispered, rubbing my arms awkwardly. Her eyes widened in shock.

“I’m so sorry! I forgot….” She stuttered.

“Its fine.” I mumbled. She dug through my bag again and found a form fitting black shirt that had a Motionless in White art piece on it. It was a shirt that I had adjusted to be a crop top and taken the shoulders out of.

“This. This is super cute.” She exclaimed.

“Hell yeah!” I was getting excited again and threw it on with no regards for the boys in the room. When I turned back around Vinny was blushing and looking away but Ricky was staring at me with something dark in his eyes.

“You look amazing baby girl.” He murmured, standing up and taking me into his arms.

“Lets goo! I don’t want to wait any longer.” Vinny yelled jumping off of the bed. We all went downstairs and hailed a cab, heading over to the bar that was about 10 minutes away. When we walked in we were greeted by loud music and everyone mingling about or dancing on each other already. We found our group at the back so Ricky took my hand and guided me through the crowd until we joined them.

“Bout time you guys showed up.” Chris called over the music with a giant smirk on his face. He passed us drinks that he had already gotten for us and I took them gratefully. Ricky stayed latched to my side which was kind of nice as I was still nervous from the last time I was at a bar. “I love the shirt Scar. Maybe we should have you design more for us.”

“I’m a little too busy being your photographer but thanks.” I giggled. We spend the rest of the night drinking and dancing and enjoying ourselves. Ricky even drug me out to dance to a couple of songs. “Hey, baby, I’m going to get another drink.” I said to my guitarist.

“Ok, I’ll be right here if you need me.” I turned to walk away but he pulled me back and pressed his lips to mine. “Ok, now you can go.” I rolled my eyes playfully and headed over to the bar. The bartender quickly took my order and walked off leaving me there to wait.

“Hey there pretty thing.” I turned to see a jock looking man had approached me. He was wearing a red football jersey and had a curly mop on top of his head. I internally rolled my eyes and plastered a smile on my face.

“Can I help you?” I asked.

“Yeah, I am missing your digits in my phone.” He tried with a pathetic smirk.

“Sounds like a you problem.” I shrugged. The bartender came back with my drink and passed it to me. The moment he did the guy grabbed my arm and started hauling me off. “Hey! Let go!” I snapped. He drug me into the back hall and pinned me to the wall, using his weight to hold me there. In the chaos my drink slipped from my hand and shattered on the ground.

“Shouldn’t have worn such a revealing outfit if you didn’t want me to do something about it.” He growled.

“Get off of me!” I yelled, trying to push his chest. He flew off of me and I watched as Ricky drove his fist into his face.

“The lady said scram.” He snarled. “If I ever catch you touching what’s mine again, you’ll wish all I did was punch you.” The guy scrambled back as Chris, Ryan and Justin moved between Ricky and the asshole. Ricky turned to me and I grabbed him tightly.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me! I don’t do anything to them.” I sobbed. Ricky guided me further into the back of the building until we stepped out into some fresh air on their dock. He leaned me up against a wall and held me there for a moment before speaking.

“It’s not your fault. It’s never your fault.” He assured me. He grabbed my head and lifted it from his chest to look me in the eye. “Are you ok?” He asked softly. I nodded, clinging to his shirt still, needing him to ground me. He ran his hands down my arms and to my hips, inspecting every inch of me.

“I’m ok. I am.” I whispered. He nodded, bringing one hand back up to my face and pulling me into a needy kiss. I kissed back with all of my power, feeding my feelings into the kiss and praying desperately that he could tell what I was thinking.

“I know you are. I just need to make sure.” He murmured. His hands returned to my hips and he started shoving my skirt up my legs.

“Rick!” I hissed. “Here?”

“Please. I just-I need to remind myself that you are mine. We’ll be fine.” He begged. Mine, that single word set me on fire and I couldn’t bring myself to say no. Feeling his hands trace all over my skin was electrifying and I wanted nothing more to be reminded that I was his too and forget about that asshole. “You are never going anywhere alone in a bar again. I swear to god.” He growled, getting my skirt onto my hips and moving to undo his buckle.

“I don’t want to be stretched. Just fuck me please.” I told him. He nodded, grabbing my legs and lifting me up onto his waist before lining himself up and dropping me down onto him. I whined at the burn of the stretch but relished in it too. I loved feeling connected with him in this way, his tattooed hands gripping my hips tightly to hold me in place as he thrust up into me. I had my arms around his neck and laced my fingers into his hair as he dropped his head to my shoulders.

“Fuck, you are mine.” He huffed as he rolled into me as a brutal pace. “No one is allowed to touch you.” I let out a whimper and nodded. “Say it!” He hissed, snapping into me.

“No one. No one can touch me.” I repeated, the possessiveness he was showing making the coil build in my stomach.

“Why?” He pressed.

“I-fuck. I’m yours.” I cried. He started pressing rough kisses all over my neck until he hit a spot that made me gasp. I felt him smirk against my skin and start focusing on that spot, nipping and sucking at it. I knew I was going to have a bruise there tomorrow but I couldn’t care. “Ricky.” I begged. He pulled away from my neck with a satisfied grin before attaching our lips in a gentle kiss. “I’m so close.” I mumbled against his lips.

“Me too, Come with me.” He ordered, his hips sputtering into mine as we both crashed into our release. We didn’t move for a bit as we tried to catch our breaths but eventually he pulled out of me carefully and lowered me to the ground. He tucked himself into his pants before dragging my skirt back down my legs and adjusting it so it didn’t look like I just got fucked. “I wasn’t too rough, was I?” He whispered.

“No.” I shook my head gently.

“I’m sorry. I don’t know what got into me. Just seeing that guys hands all over you made me so fucking angry.” He grumbled. I let out a soft giggle and detangled my fingers from his hair.

“It’s ok. It was kind of hot.” He leaned down and gave me a sweet kiss before taking my hand and pulling me back inside. We went back over to our table to see that everyone was there and they had even gotten me a replacement drink. Rickys grip tightened in mine, and he refused to let go of me.

“You ok Scar?” Chris asked.

“Yeah, Just don’t know why that shit keeps happening to me. Ricky made sure I was ok though so its fine.” I blushed, not elaborating on the topic.

“Good. I’m glad he was there for you.” Elara said with a knowing smile. I returned her look with a glare but didn’t say anything else.

“Do you maybe want to dance?” Ricky whispered in my ear. I looked up at him and gave him a soft smile.

“Congratulations, it’s a girl.” Those words rang in my head loudly on the drive back to the bus. I was excited but something was nagging at my mind. Ricky had been acting off again, colder towards Vinny but not to me. I didn’t want this to ruin their friendship but at the same time Vinny had been there for me through all of the appointments and sickness.

“I guess me pushing Vincenzo is off the table.” My boyfriend chuckled trying to make me laugh. It worked a little, my mouth twisting up in a half smile.

“We’ll find something perfect.” I murmured, reaching over and taking his hand. I played with the rings on his fingers to distract myself but my mind kept going back to the broody guitarist. “Are you ready?” I asked, humming along to the soft music that played in the background.

“For what?”

“For the drama, the emotions, the boyfriends, the periods.” I smirked up at him. It was dusk as we drove back and the soft sunlight that bled into the car made the red streaks in his hair look like fire. I was glad that they didn’t have a concert tonight because it felt like I was about to drop from exhaustion. We had been run ragged with problems over the last few shows so I think everyone needed a night off.

“Well first off, no boyfriends until she’s at least 25 years old. Second, Periods are your problem. Not mine.” Him being a protective dad even though she wasn’t born yet was adorable and I let out a little giggle.

“But if I’m not around you’ll have to take care of her. Get her pads or tampons.” I watched as he shuddered and raised an eyebrow.

“I guess I can manage that. But you’ll always be around so I don’t think I’ll have to worry.” I shook my head and dropped it to his arm.

“Dork.” I murmured, sleep tugging at my eye lids. He adjusted my arm so I was laying on it more comfortably and started singing along to the song on the radio. His voice was beautiful when he sang and I wish he used it more. “You should do more trap demon stuff. You were good.”

“Maybe one day.” We got out of the car and walked back to the bus to grab our bags before heading off to the hotel. The busses were staying at the venue for the night and we would load back up tomorrow. Due to how late it was we assumed everyone had left and no one would be on the bus but unfortunately we were wrong. Ricky was the only one in the bus and I could tell something was sour before anything happened.

“What are you two doing back here?” He grumbled.

“We just needed to get our bags before going to the hotel.” Vinny said cheerfully before disappearing to the back of the bus leaving me and the guitarist alone.

“How was the appointment?” He asked, his voice considerably softer than when he was talking to Vin.

“It was good. We learned the gender today.” I smiled, moving to his side and pulling out the ultrasound photo for him. He took it with a bright smile and held it up to the light before turning back to me and placing a hand over my growing bump.

“What is it?” I covered his hand with mine right as a fluttering happened in the right side of my stomach and I gasped. I moved his hand to where I felt it and after a second it happened again. “Was that-holy shit.” He whispered. “That’s- that’s our baby. Its real. Fuck.” It kicked again and I watched as his smile grew even brighter.

“It’s a girl, Rick. We-I’m having a baby girl.” I murmured. He looked up at me with eyes that held such excitement and sadness at the same time. I had to remind myself that he made his place clear and I couldn’t give myself the hope that he would change his mind.

“A girl.” His eyes looked up to meet mine and the sparkle that I use to see in his eyes before we stopped talking had returned. “That is incredible.” Footsteps finally pulled us away from each other and Vinny returned to my side.

“I got our bags. I think my girls should get some rest, don’t you?” He teased, talking to me and ignoring Ricky completely.

“It’s my baby.” The guitarist muttered. Vinny looked at him in confusion for a moment before the Ricky looked up and met his gaze. His eyes were filled with anger and hatred, and it terrified me.

“Rick don’t-“ I tried but he cut me off.

“Its my child and you can play daddy all you want but it will never be your baby.” Ricky took a step towards the drummer but I placed myself in between them and placed my hands on his chest.

“Ricky please don’t. I don’t want to deal with a fight.” I begged. His arms wrapped back around me and he pulled me into him, still glaring at my boyfriend.

“How does it feel to know I dicked her down first and knocked her up?” He spit.

“Ricky!” I snapped, beating on his chest to let me go but his grip was too tight.

“How does it feel to know that you’ll always be known as a dead beat dad? Didn’t want to take care of his child so I stepped up to the plate? At least I know what a stable home life is like.” Before I could stop them, the boys were scuffling and fighting each other. I didn’t try to get between them for fear of getting hurt so I grabbed a cup and filled it with water before throwing it on the boys. They froze and turned to look at me, suddenly terrified of my angry look.

“Stop it. Both of you.” I snapped. “Neither of you will be allowed to be a part of the babies life if this is how you are going to act. Rick, you made it clear that you don’t want anything to do with the child, if that’s changed then fine but Vinny has been with me at every appointment because you didn’t want a part of this. Vinny, using something like that against Rick is a low fucking blow and is completely unacceptable. I won’t put up with petty fighting between you two.” I picked up my bag and left the bus before they could say anything else, going to wait by the car for Vinny. Moments later the both of them came out of the bus with scowls on their faces but not fighting anymore.

“Mama, I am so sorry. I was out of line, and I know that. I apologized to Rick and that will not happen again. There will be no more fighting. I promise.” He held open his arms but I glanced over at Rick first for confirmation. He gave a slight nod to tell me that Vinny had actually apologized so I ran into the drummers’ arms and he hugged me tightly. “I’m so sorry Super Nova.” He whispered.

“Don’t do shit like that again or I wont forgive you so easily next time.” I ordered.

“I swear. It wont happen again.” He pulled me into a kiss and I smiled into it, gripping onto his jacket tightly. As he pulled away he took my bag from me to put in the trunk and I turned towards the guitarist who was just standing there with his bag over his shoulder, refusing to look at me.

“Rick, you made your decision, if that has changed then you need to talk to me instead of lashing out at Vinny. I love him and I want him to be part of this baby’s life.” I scolded him.

“You love him?” He whispered. He looked up at me with giant sad puppy dog eyes and it broke my heart.

“Yeah, I do.”

“Ricky! We’re heading out!” Chris called. There was a thud noise and then some scrambling from the back of the bus.

“I forgot! I’m sorry.” He said, grabbing his camera bag and chased us out the door. It just became a habit that the three of us went out on dates together at this point and none of us were complaining. We enjoyed each other's company.

“Where are we even going?” Ricky asked.

“Out to lunch. Chris found this new vegan shop and wanted to try it, plus there is this gorgeous garden nearby that I want to take some photos in.” I told him.

“Though Logan ordered us to keep an eye on the time so we aren't late again.” Chris snickered, opening the door of the uber for us to get in.

“He will never let us live that down.” I moaned.

“It will die eventually. Don't worry.” Ricky patted my shoulder in sympathy.

~~~~

“So Ricky’s been joining you on all of your dates.” Bryan smirked. “What's that about?”

“He’s dating Chris and I like his company.” I shrugged. We were currently chilling in the greenroom waiting for the first two bands to finish their performances.

“Mhm. Does it bother you that you aren't getting one on one dates with Chris?”

“No. Why?” I asked, looking up from my computer

“Just… curious.” He hummed.

“Bryan! Get out of our green room!” Chris yelled. “You’re going on in 20!”

“Ok! Ok. I’m leaving.” Bryan smirked, fist bumping the Motionless singer on the way out.

“Chris!” I whined. “We only have a few more shows on tour. Let me spend time with him.” I complained jokingly.

“You’ll be fine.” He grinned, taking Bryans spot next to me and tangling our legs together. Ricky came in a minute later and dropped on my other side, adding his legs to the mix.

“What's going on here?” Vinny laughed. “Did you and Ricky start dating too?”

“No. This is my boyfriend Chris and this Chris’s boyfriend Ricky. And I hate Ricky.” Vinny looked at me strangely while Chris and Ricky grinned innocently.

“You… you don't look like you hate him.” Vinny said in a confused tone.

“Dude! Have you not seen Parks and Recreation?” I exclaimed in horror. “That's a crime against humanity! We’ll change that on break.”

“I feel like I should be scared.” Vinny murmured slowly, backing out of the room.

“You should be.” Ricky and Chris said together.

~~~~

“How would you feel about adding on a halloween show at the Pavillion?” Chris asked, and all our jaws dropped. We were so close to the end of the tour, only 4 shows away, so to schedule a concert in that short amount of time was rare. Plus performing at Montage Mountain was a huge deal.

“Yes! Hell yes!” I exclaimed, bouncing in my seat. We had been trapped on the bus for the last 5 hours on our way to the next venue so we were all getting a bit restless. Chris had been on the phone for 4 of those hours and when he had come back I assumed this is what he had been working on.

“That would be lit. Not going to lie.” Vinny agreed as he got up to scavenge for food.

“Can we dress up in costumes?” I begged Chris. His eyes lit up and he grinned.

“I’d be concerned if you didn't.” He laughed.

“I’m totally dressing up as Sally from Nightmare Before Christmas.” I exclaimed.

“I call the Crow!” Vinny yelled from across the bus. That started an entire conversation about who was going as what and what makeup they would do.

“Chrissy, can I design your look for the evening?” I asked him.

“Of course baby!” I did a little dance in my seat as I ran through a million ideas in my head.

“Ricky, are you going to dress up?” Ryan asked.

“Probably not.” He laughed and I fell into his shoulder.

“Noo! Come on! You have to!” I begged. “I’ll design your look!” He gave me an exasperated look before letting out a heavy sigh and nodding.

“Fine. If you design me a look I like I’ll do it.” He conceded. I cheered, completely missing the knowing looks from all of our bandmates and boyfriend.

“Hey, I was thinking.” Vinny began.

“Thats dangerous.” Ricky mumbled, keeping his eyes buried in his laptop where he was working on his story.

“Shut up Ricky!” Vinny snapped playfully. “Our last show is in philly and we’re spending the day in town so why don't we throw a pizza party at my place before we head there? Kind of a celebration of a great tour?”

“Arm.” I turned to see Ricky trapping me in our area and groaned.

“Fuck off.” I snapped.

“Not until you show me your arm.” I huffed and ripped up my sleeve to show him no fresh marks were on the skin. “Other one.” I rolled my eyes and pulled that sleeve too. “Thank you.”

“Can you just fuck off please?”

“Have you fixed your relationship with Elara?” He asked.

“No.” I muttered, pulling out the book that I had been obsessed with lately.

“Then there is your answer. Plus this is my bunk area too.” He smirked. He climbed up in his bunk and pulled out his computer.

“Did you give me the book?” I asked quietly, holding up his novel. He glanced over and nodded.

“I thought you might like it. It seemed very your style.” He admitted.

“I do like it. Its really good.” I whispered.

“Thanks.” I curled back up and continued to read it silently. “Elara misses you.” I felt the tears prick at my eyes again and quickly wiped them away.

“I have to get some air.” I left the book on my pillow and quickly made my way out of the bus. We were already at the venue for the night, so we were just relaxing until the show in a few hours. I made my way to the back of the bus and pulled out my cigarettes, lighting one up and taking a hit.

“Scar?” I turned to see that my best friend had followed me out.

“Hey.” I mumbled. She moved over to me and pulled me into her arms, making the flood gates break and me start sobbing.

“I’m sorry.” We both said at the same time before dropping into a fit of giggles.

“I am so sorry for calling you a bitch and crazy. I can’t imagine what you were dealing with.” She told me.

“I mean you weren’t wrong. I was acting like a bitch. I had no right to take my jealousy out on you and Vin. You two are so cute together. He’s good for you.” I murmured.

“He’s amazing. I absolutely adore him. I missed you.”

“I missed you too.” I took another drag out of the cig and dropped to a squatting position.

“So, you and Ricky have been talking a bit more.” She noticed.

“It’s nothing. We are just keeping up appearances, so people think we are together.”

“I don’t think having sex with him while sobber is nothing.” I glanced at her in shock. “Ricky told Vinny and I overheard. He seemed upset.”

“Its not like it was out of love or some shit. It was literally a hate fuck.” I shrugged.

“That wasn’t how he made it sound.”

“Can we please just drop it.” I begged.

“Ok, ok.” We sat there in silence for a bit longer before she spoke up again. “You love him.” The tears pricked my eyes again and I shook my head. “You have never been able to lie to me.”

“Why does it hurt so bad?” I sniffled.

“Because love sucks sometimes.” She wrapped her arms around me tightly and held me close. “I’m sorry sweetie.” I dropped the cigarette and stamped it out before clinging to her arm and burying my head in her shoulder. “I-is that why you were in the hospital? I asked but Ricky refused to tell me.”

“I-I-“ I nodded, unable to bring myself to say anything. I broke down sobbing and pulled up my sleeves to show her the scars.

“Oh Scarlet.” She whispered.

“R-Ricky saved me. He found me and stayed with me.” I sniffled. “But he acted so cold when we left. Why does he hate me?” I whimpered.

“I don’t know.” She mumbled, confusion laced in her tone.

~~

“Hey, I’ve been looking for you.” The show was about to start in an hour, and I was out back of the venue when Ricky showed up. He sat down pressed up against my side.

“I’ve been here.” I shrugged taking a hit off of a cigarette. I had been smoking a lot more and I hated it.

“Baby girl, this is so bad for you.” He scolded taking the cig from my hand and dropping it. He held out his hand and while I wanted to protest but I could tell there were cameras on us. I passed it over and he set it on his other side.

“Why are you being nice to me?” I whispered, dropping my head to his shoulder.

“Because you’ve had a couple of rough weeks and you deserve some support.” He offered. I lifted my head to thank him but got lost in his eyes that were an inch from my face. Our noses brushed and I could feel his minty breath ghost across my skin. He leaned down and pressed our lips together in the gentlest kiss that we had ever shared. I shifted so I was facing him and felt his hands move to my hips. He gripped them tightly making me pull back and hiss. My eyes went wide as he glared at me. He thumbed over the hem of my pants and drug them down enough that he could see the bandage.

“Ricky-“ He stood up and tossed my pack of cigarettes in the trash before grabbing my hand and pulling me inside. He led me down the hall to a secluded room and pulled me inside. “Ricky-“

“Strip.” He ordered. We had a stare off for a moment but when I realized he wasn’t going to give I started messing with my jeans. “Fully naked.” I sighed and nodded, too tired to protest anymore. When I was done, he did a circle around me before dropping to his knees and leaning forward to press gentle kisses all around the scars. “Baby, why?”

“I’m sorry.” I cried. I buried my face in my hands and angrily rubbed the tears away.

“I don’t want you to keep hurt yourself like this anymore. You are too beautiful to be sad.” He kept placing kisses on the injury and slowly moving to the middle of my stomach. “Back up.” He murmured. I took a few steps back and felt my back hit a wall. “I’m going to show you how gorgeous you are. Ok?” I gave a weak nod so he lifted my leg over his shoulder and placed kisses on the exposed thigh. “Tell me if you want me to stop.” I shook my head and felt him grin against my skin. His lips brushed against my leg lightly until they met my core. He placed a soft kiss at the top of my entrance, letting his hot breath blow over it and making me shudder.

“Ricky-“ I gasped.

“I got you baby girl.” He ran his tongue along my slit so gently that I almost didn’t feel it but I did feel it when he pressed it into me. He licked into me like I was the most delicious thing that he ever tasted, and he wanted to suck up every last drop. “Fuck you taste divine.” He moaned sending vibrations up my spine. He moved his hand up to my core and slipped a finger in along side his tongue pumping both of them in and out of me, making me keen. I ran my hands down until they were laced into his hair.

“Ricky please.” I begged. I tried to squirm away, but he growled, digging his fingers into my leg to hold me into place.

“Just a little more. Let me taste you a little longer.” He groaned, working a second finger into me as he continued to devour me. He pulled his tongue away and teased at my clit again, barely pressing in before stopping and placing sucking kisses to my sensitive flesh. I whined as the pressure built, tugging on his locks of hair. He growled against me making me crash into my climax. He worked me through my release and licked my juices out of me like it was his last meal. “Fuck you are amazing.” He whispered. He waisted no time standing up and undoing his pants. He pulled out his aching member and lined up, sinking into me as I clung to him. He rolled into me at a much gentler pace than our last time together. He pressed his forehead to my temple and placed kiss after kiss to my cheek.

“Fuck Ricky.” I moaned. He pulled my leg up around his hip and lifted me off the ground, so I was reliant on him. He pressed me further into the wall and placed his hand that wasn’t holding my waist next to my head. I couldn’t help but notice how well we just fit together, as if we were two halves of a whole. In my fog addled brain I couldn’t tell where I ended, and he began. All I knew was that I never wanted to be parted from him. The coil returned in my stomach, and I could already feel my second orgasm approaching.

“I know.” He huffed. “Feels so fucking good. So fucking beautiful.” I wanted those words to be real. I wanted him to mean them, but I was going to have to deal with what I could get. “Please- please don’t keep hurting yourself. You don’t deserve it.” He asked through short breaths.

“I won’t. I won’t I swear.” I was shocked at how much I meant those words. I wanted to make him proud. Even if he didn’t like me, I needed him to be proud of me. “I’m so close. Please.”

“I am too. Come with me, baby girl. Come around my cock.” He growled. We hit our orgasms together and clung to each other until our breaths calmed. “Fuck.” He chuckled, pulling out of me slowly. We both got dressed and straightened out. “I mean it. Please don’t hurt yourself again.” He repeated.

“I won’t.” I agreed.

“Shouldn’t we talk about what just happened?” He asked.